When Qi Cong got home, he immediately turned on the computer and inserted the cat USB flash drive.
The data is quickly read, and a folder pops up, revealing its entire contents—a photo and an encrypted file.
Encrypted files
Qi Cong frowned and opened the photo first.
An unfamiliar and familiar old photo was enlarged on the screen. In the photo, boys and girls of all skin colors and ages are sitting or standing in a large activity room, roughly estimated to be hundreds of people. Right above the activity room, a banner celebrating the successful end of a summer camp is hanging high.
Qi Cong was stunned, and it took several seconds for him to react - this photo was taken when he first went abroad to participate in an international summer camp!
[The first time I saw you was when I was thirteen years old. We attended the same international summer camp, you were in the second camp and I was in the fourth camp. 】
Gu Xun's words flashed through his mind, Qi Cong's hand on the touchpad unconsciously exerted force, and his gaze couldn't help swiping back and forth on the teenagers in the photo.
The banner said to celebrate the successful conclusion of the summer camp. He vaguely remembered this scene. When the summer camp was about to end, the teachers had called all the children into the large activity room for a parting party. At that time, because he was in a hurry to go out to see his mother, he paid great attention to the time and the process of the party.
In his memory, this party was attended by all the children of the camp.
All the children, that is to say, Gu Xun when he was young is very likely also in this photo. Which would be, would be—
Qi Cong's line of sight was certain, and in the corner of the photo, he saw his childhood self standing against the wall with his head bowed and seemed to be in a daze.
His eyes stopped for a second, then quickly moved away, and continued to swipe on the photo to search.
About half an hour later, Qi Cong frowned and released his fingers, looking at the photo that he had zoomed in and looked at several times, puzzled and suspicious.
no
There are a total of 108 people in the photo. Thirty-seven have full faces, forty-five are facing the camera, sixteen are facing away from the camera, and ten are facing the camera but are Others covered their faces, or lowered their heads so that they could not see clearly.
Except for those who had their faces blocked and their heads lowered, he had carefully confirmed all of them, boys and girls, and there was no one who had Gu Xun's appearance in them.
Why not
Qi Cong involuntarily enlarged the photo again. This time, he mainly looked at the children whose faces were covered and their heads bowed. After synthesizing Gu Xun's age at that time, the differences in skin color between children in different states, and gender, etc., He finally locked his gaze on four of them.
Is it one of these people? Will it be
He looked back and forth at the four figures, but because he had no impression of Gu Xun's figure when he was young, he still had no clue after watching it for a long time.
He couldn't help but raised his hand and hit his forehead.
Why don't you have an impression. Obviously Gu Xun told him how the two knew each other, obviously Gu Xun had already given such an obvious hint, why he still couldn't remember it. How can you be so disrespectful.
Could it be that Gu Xun had plastic surgery
This conjecture suddenly popped up in Qi Cong's mind, and then he hurriedly shook his head to deny it.
It shouldn't be. If Gu Xun really had plastic surgery, he would definitely tell him directly, and Gu Xun didn't seem like someone who could stab his face.
Could it be that Gu Xun wasn't actually in this photo
No, it shouldn't be, it must be meaningful for Gu Xun to put this photo alone.
No fruit in hard thinking, no fruit in hard search, no fruit in hard thinking. It was too late, Qi Cong forced himself to gather his thoughts, suppressed the desire to find and remember the young Gu Xun immediately, moved his finger to close the photo, and pointed to the encrypted file.
A password input box pops up without any information prompt.
Qi Cong moved her finger on the touchpad and tried to enter Gu Xun's birthday.
wrong password.
He tried again for his own birthday.
Still an error, and the above shows that there is only one last chance to enter today.
There is still a limit.
Qi Cong didn't dare to be fooled any more. After thinking for a while, he tried to enter the date when he and Gu Xun met three years ago.
A message pops up: Not this day.
Not this day? So the password really is a date? Also related to the encounter between the two
Date... Qi Cong looked at the old photo again, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration—could the file password be the date of his and Gu Xun's real first encounter
No, not if it will, but it must be. Gu Xun gave him this just to remind him. Although he had decided to give up this relationship, Gu Xun still wanted him to remember it.
The mood that had been sluggish because of being separated from Gu Xun miraculously revived, Qi Cong looked at the encrypted document, and her heart beat slightly faster.
Then he clenched his hand.
He will remember.
If this is what Gu Xun wants, he will remember it. It's unfair for Gu Xun to remember the past alone, he will definitely remember it.
Time has already skipped one o'clock in the morning, and today's attempts have been exhausted. Qi Cong finally opened the photo and looked at it, then moved his finger to close the folder, took out the USB flash drive and held it in his hand, got up and went back to the room.
He will come back tomorrow.
This is the last gift Gu Xun gave him and the last request for him. He must never let Gu Xun down.
…
Audition on September 11th.
Zhao Zhenxun came to Shangjun Era very early, and he did not mention his work today after entering the door, but said: "Gu Xun changed Weibo background, Weibo id, and Weibo avatar in the middle of the night last night, and deleted the message sent to Your pinned Weibo. Did your talk go well yesterday?"
Qi Cong paused for a moment, then shook his head at Zhao Zhenxun, and replied, "No, it went well. Come on first, I made breakfast, and let's chat while eating."
A few minutes later, the two of them took their seats at the table. Without waiting for Zhao Zhenxun to ask again, Qi Cong took the initiative to tell everything that happened yesterday, including all the details of his meeting with Jiang Zhaoyan and his meeting with Jiang Zhaoyan.
Zhao Zhenxun frowned when he heard it, but he didn't accuse Qi Cong of his reckless behavior yesterday, but just asked after Qi Cong finished speaking, "You and Gu Xun separated peacefully?"
Qi Cong nodded: "It's... He may still be a little bit resentful of me, but I'm sorry for him."
Zhao Zhenxun looked at Qi Cong as if he had put down a big stone in his heart, and his aura had settled down. He admired Gu Xun's methods in his heart. He picked up his chopsticks and said, "Just complain. Eat, eat well and watch the script well."
Seeing that Zhao Zhenxun didn't mention it, Qi Cong took the initiative to say, "If what I did to Jiang Zhaoyan yesterday was exposed by him—"
"He doesn't dare to expose it." Zhao Zhenxun said firmly, "Even if Gu Xun is just for his own reputation, he will completely seal Jiang Zhaoyan's mouth. You can work in peace, and Jiang Zhaoyan will bother you again in the future. Don't worry, I will handle it."
In the end, Gu Xun was in trouble again. Qi Cong swallowed the rest of the words, gathered all his thoughts, and focused on today's work.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Qi Cong, who had watched the script all morning, followed Zhao Zhenxun to leave the Shangjun era and went to the location of today's audition - an activity center in Beishi.
Qi Cong is going to audition today for the male fourth of the workplace TV series, a newcomer role in the workplace who has a crush on the heroine. On the way there, Zhao Zhenxun told Qi Cong the general process of the audition, and then mentioned the other two competitors.
"I inquired about it. There are only two people competing with you for your role. One is a young rookie who just nodded in the variety show, and the other is a half-warm singer who sings and acts. The competitiveness is not strong, you..." Zhao Zhenxun suddenly After a pause, he looked at Qi Cong, and said, "You do well, you don't need to put too much pressure on the result, the focus is on participation."
Qi Cong was puzzled by Zhao Zhenxun's pause and strange attitude, but he didn't ask any more questions, he nodded and replied, "I will."
Soon after arriving at the audition site, Qi Cong got out of the car and entered the activity center. According to the procedure, he asked the staff to get the audition page for a while, then bid farewell to Zhao Zhenxun and followed the staff to the audition waiting room.
There were seven or eight people sitting in the waiting room, all of them male actors. Qi Cong's memory has been faulty for three years, and he doesn't know any of the new generation of entertainers and stars in the entertainment industry, so after entering the door, he only politely nodded to a few actors who came over, and then found a corner seat to sit Next, concentrate on watching the plot that you are going to audition for for a while.
There was a commotion in the room, and there were vague whispers.
"It's like... how did he get here?"
"Manjuna..."
"...Did it collapse?"
"Mostly, the Weibo background and avatar have all been changed."
"Ah? He offended Gu Xun?"
The room was suddenly quiet, and someone's surprised question was highlighted. The air seemed to be frozen, and Qi Cong could no longer pretend not to hear. He raised his head and looked in the direction from which the exclamation came from, and saw a young man with a face full of youth sitting there, and the other party was looking at this side in embarrassment. "Look at the script, the audition is about to start." After speaking, he lowered his head and continued to read the script.
The silence lasted for a few more seconds, and then the sound of flipping the script sounded one after another, and no one was chatting nonsense any more.
About ten minutes later, the staff came over to remind several actors who had auditioned for the fourth male role to prepare. Including Qi Cong, a total of four actors answered the staff's words.
Qi Cong was a little puzzled.
How come there are four? Didn't Zhao Zhenxun say that there are only two people competing with him
After a few more minutes, the staff began to call people to audition. Qi Cong was placed in the first place by coincidence, he stood up in the sight of the whole room, and followed the staff to the large room next door.
The audition process was quicker and easier than Qi Cong expected. After he entered the door to say hello and made a simple self-introduction, the casting director behind the long table didn't say a word, and let him start the performance directly, with a slightly perfunctory attitude.
Qi Cong saw the attitude and expression of the casting director and several crew leaders in his eyes. He didn't say much. He put the script page in his hand aside, then returned to the center of the open space and stood still, recalling the script he read today. His expression changed, and he entered the play in a second.
After two minutes, his performance was over. He gathered all the emotions that belonged to the characters, stood still and said politely to the directors: "My performance is over, thank you teachers for watching."
The casting director changed his perfunctory attitude and looked at Qi Cong with surprise, then he frowned and looked at the information on the table, looking a little embarrassed. Others whispered to each other.
"You're in the play very quickly." The casting director looked up at Qi Cong, his attitude was much more serious than before, "The performance is more unexpected than I expected, although not from a professional background, but it is very entertaining. Hmm... It's hard for you to run this trip, too. Thank you for your support to our crew, so you can go back and wait for the news, and we will notify you if the audition is over."
Qi Cong nodded, replied two polite remarks, and then closed the plot page and left.
As soon as the door closed, the casting director immediately leaned back in the chair, raised his hand and pulled his hair: "Look at what he did, he did a really good job, how could he do so well, but if he Nearly, I'll be... oops."
"Okay, don't worry about it, he was originally forced by Manju, but now he offends Gu Xun, it will be useless no matter how well he behaves, the producer of our drama is still counting on Gu Xun's board. It’s a big boat that invests in movies. It’s just a fourth male, and Man will find better resources for him at the party.”
"I'm not sorry, he played really well. Eh, but don't you think that the state of his entering the play is a bit like... "
"like what?"
The casting director did not speak again. He looked at Qi Cong's information on the table, took it away with a sigh, and put it in the discarded pile.
As if it was of any use, it has already been broken up... Alas.
Without waiting for the other four male actors to complete their auditions, Qi Cong was sent directly by the staff to where Zhao Zhenxun was waiting after leaving the audition room.
Zhao Zhenxun also seemed to have known that Qi Cong would come out immediately. After receiving Qi Cong, he took Qi Cong out and took away the script in Qi Cong's hand, saying, "Don't read the script of this drama anymore, concentrate on preparing for the next one. audition."
Qi Cong is not a fool, the strange attitude of the casting director is too obvious. He asked, "Is this character yellow?"
"Well, I got the news that the crew found an actor who was more suitable than you to audition for the audition. Most of them have already made an appointment. Didn't you meet anyone in the lounge?"
Qi Cong nodded and shook his head: "I should have seen it, but I don't recognize which one." He didn't know either.
Zhao Zhenxun was stunned for a while. Looking at Qi Cong, there was no anger and anger on his face that the artist under his name was euphemistically persuaded by the crew, and he asked, "Did anyone talk about you when you went in?"
"have."
"Get used to it." Zhao Zhenxun said, "The impact of your 'breakup' with Gu Xun is not just that. You can't be clean these days."
"Brother Zhao."
"Ok?"
"The next audition, I'll try my best to get it."
Zhao Zhenxun stopped for a while, looked sideways at Qi Cong, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder two seconds later, without saying much.
Time seemed to be suddenly pressed by the fast-forward button. On the 12th of September, Qi Cong took a day's photoshoot in a closed environment, barely staying an extra day clean. On the thirteenth, Qi Cong ushered in the first singing of his song.
When Qi Cong's nanny car drove under the TV station building, a large group of media suddenly swarmed up and surrounded the car.
"Qi Cong! May I ask what happened to you and Gu Xun? Why did he shut you down?"
"Qi Cong, what is your relationship with Gu Xun? Did you fall out? Why?"
"Qi Cong!"
"Qi Cong..."
"Qi Cong!"
Some reporters rushed to the door and slapped the window.
Qi Cong frowned at the situation, but Zhao Zhenxun was very calm and asked, "Do you want to go down and respond, or go in directly?"
Qi Cong looked at the footage that the reporters almost put on the door, and shook his head: "Go in directly."
The car moved a little bit to the entrance of the parking lot under the protection of the TV station security, and then entered smoothly. Qi Cong didn't look up the whole time, and concentrated on reading the script of the program for a while.
Before the official recording of the show, there was a small rehearsal. Zhao Zhenxun found that Qi Cong appeared too hard during the rehearsal. It's not better than last time, but this time Qi Cong's state is more calm and steady.
Zhao Zhenxun folded his chest and watched Qi Cong's perfect performance and control on the stage. He pointed his arm and put down his hand. After Qi Cong's rehearsal was over, he called him aside and said, "Qi Cong, have you always been? Haven't you cared about the results of "Rebirth" and your popularity on the Internet now?"
Indeed not. Because I'm busy, because I don't want to open Weibo, and because of various reasons, I haven't been able to find out. Qi Cong shook his head and asked, "Do you need me to take a look?"
Zhao Zhenxun didn't say he needed it or he didn't need it, he just said, "Qi Cong, you've already made your debut. You're an official artist now. You'll take a good look at it later."
take a good look? what to see
Qi Cong didn't quite understand.
After half an hour, the show officially started recording. When Qi Cong appeared from the backstage under the introduction of the host, saw the excited audience waving light signs, and heard the screams that almost broke the roof, all the abcd plans he had prepared for this appearance suddenly disappeared. .
He stopped at the exit, not expecting to be greeted by such enthusiastic screams and cheers.
"Come on Qi Cong!"
Some audience members noticed his pause and suddenly shouted loudly. Then more and more people shouted to cheer, and finally the shouts became uniform and tidy. Under the leadership of a few people holding light signs, everyone shouted towards this side: "Come on Qi Cong! You are the best!"
The candid and warm kindness and love came all over, and Qi Cong's eyes swelled a little. He blinked, stepped forward, walked to the host according to the rehearsal position, and stood beside the host, bowed slightly to all the audience, then straightened up, smiled at the audience, and sincerely thanked: "Thank you. Hello, I'm Qi Cong."
The loud screams and cheers sounded again.
Qi Cong finally understood what Zhao Zhenxun wanted him to see.
When he raised the microphone and started to sing, when the chorus sounded from the audience one after another, when the chorus sound was so loud that it almost overshadowed his singing, he couldn't help but reddened his eyes, and couldn't help but smile.
It seems that he has taken a small step towards his goal of letting the public know the real him. Everyone is looking at him seriously, looking at the real him now.
There seems to be hope again.
At the end of the song, Qi Cong bowed for a long time, then straightened up and smiled brightly at the audience: "Thank you."
Screams and applause sounded together for a long time.
That night, Qi Cong finally opened Weibo after a few days.
He first went to see his artist Weibo.
The number of fans has exceeded 5 million. The latest Weibo post has more than 30,000 comments, and the number of likes and reposts is also very high. The activity of fans is surprisingly high.
He opened the comment, and a lot of rainbow farts and words of encouragement appeared together, and the screen full of flowers and love almost dazzled everyone's eyes.
He slightly curled the corners of his mouth and carefully read the comments of the people in the front row. After that, he closed Weibo, and after mentally preparing himself, he entered the words "reviewing the flowers" in the search box.
Several related entries jumped out, and the top one was "Gu Xun changed id to review the flowers".
Qi Cong tightened her fingers and clicked directly into the entry.
A short news titled "Gu Xun changes id to review the flowers" appeared the day before yesterday at the top of the page.
According to the news, Gu Xun suddenly changed the Weibo id Review Hua Cong to his real name in the early morning of September 11, and changed all the Weibo avatars and backgrounds that had not been changed for a long time.
At the end of the news, the news writer also vaguely guessed the reason why Gu Xun suddenly changed his id and changed his Weibo background and avatar, suggesting that Gu Xun might be emotionally frustrated.
The corners of Qi Cong's curved mouth fell down at some point. He looked at the message repeatedly, moved his finger and moved, but still didn't click on the comment below, just typed the word "Gu Xun" in the input box again, and then clicked Enter.
The search results jumped, Qi Cong found Gu Xun's homepage and clicked in.
A picture of a beautiful but completely unfamiliar landscape appeared, not the sky and the forest, but the river and the mountains.
Qi Cong looked at Gu Xun's head again, and the "Tianwen" poster that he had seen countless times and was familiar with came into view.
Really changed. And they are all replaced with different photos, not the previous cat background and cat head portrait.
Unable to tell what was in his heart, Qi Congwu spontaneously froze for a while, then swiped his fingers to look at Gu Xun's current top Weibo and the latest Weibo.